#ape
A young man who worked at the zoo
Didn't do much but what he did do
Was to feed to the apes
Full buckets of grapes
And to clean up all of their pooh
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 8:14 PM UTC
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
It zips all the way...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
All they do is hate...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
When I need an escape...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
Hard to say the words that leave you astray...
Verse 1
From lost to fate...
So, I Bape, can you relate?
Or is it hard to say?
“I Bape” now I’m paid...
On top I stayed...
Got to take time to contemplate...
At a higher conscious state...
It’s my world so let me demonstrate...
All the love this present moment takes...
To lay a waste what they try to dominate...
Leaning against a gate...
Meditate,
And try to emulate...
The image others couldn't create,
out of formless shapes...
My heart aches,
To crime, my life's at stake...
Might be too late,
But yet I still illustrate,
A ****** interstate...
Life flashes before your eyes, and then life leaves empty space...
So, I pick up my pace,
Before my life goes to waste,
But today I Bape, because I can’t face the facts that lie beyond the grave...
Chorus
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
It zips all the way...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
All they do is hate...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
When I need an escape...
I Bape, I Bape, I Bape...
Hard to say the words that leave you astray...
Oct 28, 2024
Oct 28, 2024 at 11:11 PM UTC
Knee slap, diaphragm control,
living room, bass boosted,
ceiling fan casting an X shape,
blonde locks, same songs,
robots & girl futura,
love, *** existence,
drugs, dancing along
if you find the nerve.
How do I put this
compact view into words?
Fleeting, farewell,
at large, unheard.
What is it that you deserve?
Whatever your meat
tape, twisted, desires.
What is love to me?
To be, at all, near or beside you.
Tragic for me, as millions,
lessons learned eventually
maybe learned too late.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC
It doesn't matter how intelligent you think you are, because you are still just another concupiscent ape.
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 6:27 AM UTC
She walked through the streets in her shimmering
dress that hugged her skin as if part of her being.
Speaking in tongue misunderstood by thought she
stared not at you but within you as if she was gauging
the purity of your inner grace.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing alone?
"Where did you fall from,
One goaded, smiling she replied,
"I fell a long way down,
"Dii me ridere, [loosely translated]
"The gods are laughing at me?
She smirks at those in plentiful urgency to expel
what time they have on tribal necessities.
Wondering into a alleyway she had a few to choose
from but this one barely lit.
The spider and the fly came to mind, but who
was in the web and who was but a husk waiting to decay?
"Lady you going to have a bad night,
"Bad night, try bad millennium you apes make me laugh,
"Who you calling ape woman?
*"Lets see your hairy, you smell, and you scrape your
hand on the ground, no sorry ape is to good for you organisms,*
Her dress seems to separate and he hair lengthens to hide modest
of a body of perfection. before there eyes is an angel but her
feathers are as onyx as coal. "See my true from, As screams
bathe the walls and wisps of smoke ascend not to heaven
but fade in the wind. Eyes are charred echoes of where sight
Was blessed now eroded into husks of nothingness.
*"Silly little things, when will they learn that there are things
in the night you shouldn't play with,*
Walking out of the alley a smile on her face, she hadn't
had that much fun in a while. Scorching a soul wasn't
fun but they weren't worthy of it any way. Now she
was off to see what this nice little black number
would help to get a free drink or two.
Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 2:46 PM UTC
We have the dream when we are falling.
It wakes us up so filled with dread.
I think its our subconscious calling
bringing ancient fears to us in bed.
The dream that is, the dream that was,
is what actually could have been.
No fantasy does what it does.
This is a gift from pre-man men.
Pre-man men, he lived in trees,
swinging, eating, sleeping, too.
Perhaps it was his greatest fear
to break the bough and fall on through.
At night they must have dreamt about it,
so afraid that they would fall.
And passed this dream into our minds
and at night we can recall.
Our collective mind, it is immortal
It won't forget for all of time.
So remember that this dream is but
a monkey on your mind.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 8:19 PM UTC
All things started with a big bang!
Some label it: Creation! Some: Yin and Yang!
Others say:We sit on the ancestral tree
from which the apes sprang!
06/29/2015
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC
And I will not discuss evolution
Or fairytales with you
You are much to important to me
To be monkeying around with
And I would go bananas if I lost you
And I swear by my ancestor's bones
I will not provoke you
Waah , Waah , Waa Waah !
Ooh ! Ooh ! Ooh !
Translated means , "I've gone ape over you !"
Come swing with me on the vines of life
Everyday will be bananas and honey
We can sleep in the tree tops
Gaze at the stars
And pick each other's fleas
Come on baby , Please !
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC